tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post9090642785781643396..comments2024-03-27T14:18:22.746-04:00Comments on Debbie Styles Life: Facing Reality With Exercise Debbie Styles Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05924407558451218174noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-2142884642858882492017-11-25T13:57:55.686-05:002017-11-25T13:57:55.686-05:00Dear Debbie,
Thank you for making me feel better ...Dear Debbie,<br /><br />Thank you for making me feel better about myself. I am an occasional walker (20 minutes is good) and I do not regimented exercise. I enjoy the out of doors but if it listed as exercise, leave me out. I'm not a hiker either. If you are not an athlete failure than neither am I. Thanks for uplifting me. You are good company.<br /><br />Love,<br />Margetalkiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06923019321601356791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-29583866297593778482017-11-17T19:15:25.851-05:002017-11-17T19:15:25.851-05:00Hi Debbie, thank you for your great post, and than...Hi Debbie, thank you for your great post, and thank goodness I'm not the only one! Like the other readers who have commented, I identify with you so very well. Only the other day, I heard myself saying to a work colleague who was planning to go to the gym in the evening: 'I don't like excercise; I don't like the feeling of being out of breath,' and immediately felt guilty because we're told so much how it's good for our health. I like a gentle walk - but it's better if I take my camera - and, as I had a back op a year or two ago, I do daily stretching exercises, but I have to make myself do vigorous exercise. As a child, up to about age 11, I loved it - handstands, cartwheels, crabs - I could even spin in the air and land on my feet, but I lost interest as I grew older. I've come to the conclusion that some people are 'body' people, and some are 'head' people. Like you, I think I must accept I'm the latter! Jacquihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17854013276680211479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-72467096859962154922017-11-17T09:05:06.058-05:002017-11-17T09:05:06.058-05:00Hey Debbie!!! I was totally NOT athletic and pick...Hey Debbie!!! I was totally NOT athletic and picked last in school gym class too. :-)<br />I think walking is fabulous and it actually sounds like you like that! Do THAT! You are not a failure for not liking the other things. We are all different. xoxojulie Wunderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06266558547048650273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-57305024784118157252017-11-09T17:11:26.356-05:002017-11-09T17:11:26.356-05:00Debbie, love your honesty. I was a scaredy cat and...Debbie, love your honesty. I was a scaredy cat and can relate to your hurdles, tumbling and last choice stories. Thanks for your post! Diana Stevanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17591685644423301966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-20846094703394265942017-11-09T13:52:05.431-05:002017-11-09T13:52:05.431-05:00I can relate so well to your post since I also hav...I can relate so well to your post since I also have very similar gym class stories. As an only child whose parents were not athletic, I never learned how to dribble a basketball, hit a softball, etc. Then in gym class, it seemed that everyone already knew those skills, and the gym teachers expected me have mastered them without even being taught. I was also the last one chosen for teams with plenty of sighing and eye rolling from team members who had to choose me since I was the only one left. I have enjoyed dance classes such as Zumba, but if they are held in a gym setting, it bothers me still because it brings back all those "gym avoidance" feelings. I'm glad you wrote this post. It helps to know there are others with similar experiences to mine.Sharonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-36428333558127593442017-11-09T12:15:32.297-05:002017-11-09T12:15:32.297-05:00I'm adding a link to this post on my post tomr...I'm adding a link to this post on my post tomrrow on taking care of yourself. I couldn't have done long distance hiking like in your husband even in my prime. You are fabulous!<br />Carol @Comfort Spring Stationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18308702098757071897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-11546756725792954142017-11-09T12:10:42.191-05:002017-11-09T12:10:42.191-05:00Great post, Debbie. I relate tho there were a few ...Great post, Debbie. I relate tho there were a few things I did well (in comparison to average girl) but was never great at athletics and sports. 10 minute walks 3 or 4 times a week is great and good for you. I used to have an evening workout of just dancing to uptempo music (Gloria Estefan's fast congo, rhythm numbers work great.) I also like the stretches and short walks. Everything counts and you should only comoare performance with yourself.Carol @Comfort Spring Stationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18308702098757071897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-48731864756284100182017-11-09T10:26:36.195-05:002017-11-09T10:26:36.195-05:00I'm glad that you enjoyed the post, Karen. It ...I'm glad that you enjoyed the post, Karen. It sounds like we have both had our gym horror stories. I like your wording when you called them "terrors" because that is exactly how I felt! And yet others around me were running around like it was all nothing. It felt REALLY good to write this post and be honest about how I am feeling and have always felt about exercise. Very empowering, indeed. Kudos on your lunch hour walks! I hope your longed for retirement comes soon! Have a great day.Debbie Styles Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05924407558451218174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964365067756242351.post-43321667055580088432017-11-09T07:28:39.633-05:002017-11-09T07:28:39.633-05:00Oh Debbie, I truly enjoyed this post. I can relate...Oh Debbie, I truly enjoyed this post. I can relate to every bit of it, no kidding. From the gym class terrors of old (and terrors they were) to present day I-have-to-force-myself-to-exercise, I can relate to every bit of it. Like you, I enjoy walks out in nature. I'll tackle a hill here and there, but not for the entire hike. And like you, coming home exhausted at the end of the day (mental exhaustion counts!) the last thing you want to do is go to a gym. Maybe a walk (on a nice day), but you are already drained from the day. I have a friend who I walk with at work, on our lunch hour. For the entire hour. If we didn't encourage and show up for each other, neither of us would do it. We talk about retirement (which we are both currently longing for) and how we will take an exercise class together, join Silver Sneakers, whatever. I smile and think, maybe one or two days a week for a little while...maybe...maybe not. I really don't like exercise Debbie. I like to be out in nature, like to walk, but call it exercise and the old terrors resurface. And if I get into a routine (I especially like Leslie Sansone's Walk At Home DVDS), I quickly tire of it. It's just who I am and I accept that. I know it is important as we age, I know it. So I walk. I don't run, I don't climb. It's okay. I'm so with you on this that I found myself nodding and agreeing with all that you wrote. Thank you for being honest and for validating those of us who just aren't interested in training for our next 5K (or more). Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09388129297972632441noreply@blogger.com